Androcles had quickly discovered that he would be forced to fight to death, by the order of the Emperor. He was dragged into a room, bathed, and outfitted with traditional Roman armor...which looked very big on his small, slender form.
"Oh, boy..." Androcles sighed. "This'll be fun...AAGH!"
Androcles exclaimed, for he was being prodded with a metal spear that was burnt at the very tip.
The blood and sweat of thousands was poured into the creation of the coliseum. As if through some tragic irony, the blood and sweat of thousands was also spilled while fighting almost every day.
Androcles watched in horror as multiple men were led out into the ring. Some of them fought better than he ever could, but all those fights ended with one thing, and one thing only...
The Emperor gave each and every one of them a thumbs-down.
Soon, Androcles was shoved into the ring by a very strong gladiator, making everyone instantly stare at the strange, bearded young man.
Androcles felt their piercing stared, and gulped.
"BRING FORTH THE FIRST BEAST!!" The Emperor bellowed.
Two slaves over by the door containing the animals pulled the door and revealed the first creature to be a tiger. This tiger was not only fierce, but it was old as well. The tiger charged at Androcles...only to immediately die of a heart attack, much to the disappointment of the Emperor and the crowd.
"BRING FORTH THE SECOND BEAST!!" The Emperor exclaimed.